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"Shame! Big shame!" Grandpa Mo jumped up in the locker room and cursed: "I've never seen such a damn thing like you."

Not only Grandpa Mo, but after Lamela finished explaining what he just said to Zhuo Yang, all his teammates and coaches thought he was a fool.

But at this time, Lamela still felt aggrieved. Originally, he wanted to express friendship with Zhuoyang, which was a familiar intimacy. After all, emotional intelligence and football do not use the same genius path, and they are always the same.

"I saw you joking with him like this... You can say it, why can't I say it?"

Grandpa Mo was so angry that he laughed on the spot. He simply couldn't understand how a person's understanding of the world could be so low.

"I can still have sex with him. Do you want to try?" Grandpa Mo said: "What's the relationship between me and Zhuo Yang? Can you compare with me? Zhuo Yang is the godfather of my second daughter. I went to China to see Zhuo Yang and his elder Dad treats me as his own son, why are you comparing yourself to me?"

Grandpa Mo continued his intimate relationship with Versailles: "I went to Cheshire, and Zhuo Yang's wife could chat with me in her pajamas. Can you compare with me?"

The eyes of the bad guys at Tottenham suddenly showed envy and fascination, including Pochettino.

"...Please help me explain it to him, I really don't have it..." Lamela Ru said.

Uncle Bo saw that the own goal was not easy to deal with, so he stepped forward to smooth things over. He was the only Argentinian in the team and he had to protect his fellow countryman. "Old Mo, Eric is not usually like this. He talks what he says but doesn't mean it. Just go and explain it to Zhuo Yang."

Eric Lamela indeed has no precedent of racial discrimination. There are many bad people in Argentina, but Lamela is not among them. He is just showing off.

"Am I his father? Can I help him explain? Sir Bo, I am just unlucky to be a teammate with this guy, otherwise I would be the first to kill him without Zhuo Yang taking action."

My grandpa’s ambition was to enter politics. Over the years, he had been hypocritically raising his hopes and acting like a loyal elder. But the evil tiger with a fierce look at this moment reminded the Tottenham locker room that he once had a vicious reputation in the world.

According to the dark legend in football, in the Manchester United dressing room, Grandpa Mo beat Anderson in front of Ferguson, and knocked him unconscious to the ground.

Not to mention ordinary people, even ruthless people cannot accomplish this feat. Is Sir Alex a fake? And things are not far away, the last championship is still close.

"Change it. If you replace him, don't let him play in future games with Zhuoyang, and you can't sit on the bench."

"No way, Zhuo Yang is so narrow-minded..."

"Who are you talking about?" Grandpa Mo glared at Uncle Bo, then turned around and continued to scold Lamela: "You think about it for yourself. If you dare to show up in the second half, Zhuo Yang will definitely destroy you reasonably and legally. You will be in a wheelchair for the rest of your life. Waste. Don’t blame me for not reminding you later.”

"Wipe up your shit yourself, otherwise you don't need to say hello to Zhuoyang. There will be a large number of people on the court trying to destroy you, and you can't escape."

"I..." Lamela is a pretty good football player. His personality is a bit addicted to food. He often can't help but make some senseless troubles, but once he really causes trouble, he becomes very timid.

There is absolutely no satire on Ronaldo here, please don’t make blind assumptions.

"Oh -" Uncle Bo sighed: "Then let's change it."

Tottenham played well overall in the first half, and Lamela's performance was considered the best among them. On a competitive basis, Uncle Bo was a little sad to replace him.

He was okay on the court, but Son Heung-min, who had never had a status in the locker room, his eyes lit up: Come on me, come on me quickly...

The ever-confident Korean media will hype up the East Asian derby every time it comes to Manchester City and Tottenham, and this time is no exception. Hundreds of people have long been looking forward to Brother Sun's one-on-one challenge with Zhuo Yang today.

Uncle Bo looked over, and Brother Sun immediately tightened his stockings consciously.

"Chris, come on."

Son Heung-min: "..."

Christian Eriksen: "Roger that."

Brother Sun's socks were pulled up to his crotch. Thumbs up for flexibility.

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"Strike! Let's strike." Guardiola roared in the visiting team's locker room with a high-pitched voice: "Oh, damn, you're going to do this for me, you're racist, you're too brave."

"Let's go on strike! Firmly protest! Strongly condemn! Express strong indignation! Let the FA sentence him to a lifetime ban, and let the FA sentence Tottenham 0:3."

Zhuo Yang: "..." Lao Gua's excitement may be more about 0:3 than justice.

Manchester City people collectively can’t figure it out, are there still people who are racially discriminating against Zhuoyang these days? It was always my father who discriminated against others.

Zhuoyang is the face of Manchester City. If you can't think about it, don't think about it. Being insulted is like having shit thrown at the door of your home, but no man can bear it.

“What a fool—” Debich let out a strange scream and took the lead in rushing out. The Brazilian Gang followed closely, and the rest of the group did not slow down much. The young and old men carried but not limited to chairs, cups, milk jugs, towels, shower gel, and other weapons in their hands. They wanted to break into the Tottenham locker room to eliminate harm to the people.

"Stop—" Zhuo Yang was helpless. He was insulted for no reason, but he still had to coax his family, including the careless Guardiola.

Like Grandpa Mo in the locker room next door, Zhuo Yang had to worry about things he shouldn't. Alas, it’s not that the years are peaceful, it’s that someone is carrying the burden for you.

"It doesn't matter who you're playing against or what game you're playing, please be more mature, okay? Football is not about fighting and killing, it's about human nature."

"The game should still be played, and we must be responsible to the fans at the scene, and to the audiences around the world watching TV and online live broadcasts. We are all gentlemen, and we pay attention to persuading others with morality. Don't worry about it. I will destroy him in the second half. His legs will make him sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life."

Manchester City soldiers praised Zhuo Yang, a gentleman.

Very hypocritical, not talking about Zhuo Yang. Except for a few who are true, the indignation and impulsiveness shown by most people in Manchester City are to express their own positions at the right time.

But this is human nature, and it is normal. When everyone is burning or pretending to be burning, don’t stand up and speak out for justice, because what you call justice is just your own self-righteous justice, not collective justice.

So Zhuo Yang is also a kind person. His persuasion with humiliation gave everyone the opportunity to borrow the donkey from the slope. Otherwise, he would just sit there and sulk and see what happens to these yelling people.

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After the half-time break, when the Manchester City crowd went out from the tunnel, their eyes were still glaring fiercely at Tottenham, searching for Lamela like a radar.

Grandpa Mo impatiently said 'go away, go away' and drove the person away, then walked straight to Zhuo Yang and put his arm around his shoulders.

"Brother, that's what happened. That guy is a fool..."

After listening to Grandpa Mo's explanation, Zhuo Yang couldn't laugh or cry. He really didn't expect such weird racial discrimination.

"Oh, did I get scolded for nothing?"

"Come on, it's such a big deal. You have to argue with a fool, and you have insulted your identity. He won't come in the second half, and he will avoid you in the future. I'll let him give his own explanation later, and you can just take it as a fart and let it go. "

"You're a stinking German guy, you're a good hand with Xinni, you're a maggot from Lower Saxony..."

Jesus next to him happened to hear it clearly, and his eyes suddenly became cold.

Zhuoyang was alert and warned Shunyou loudly: "If you dare to follow me and learn how to speak, I will beat you to death."

Lamela is not the only person in football who is good at showing off his brains, nor is Tottenham Hotspur the only one.

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